There´s A Female In My Closet Poem by Ilme SonCries

At night, I can’t sleep, my lounges barely breathe
My feet, cold as they peek through shivering teeth
There’s a light between chinks in the door, by the floor
There’s a female in my closet, come out, come out and I won’t feel sore

Long, long and quiet days, makes me long for you
Scratching the skin of fingers that don’t approve
There’s some time, a fissure in my heart as I see you leave
There’s a female in my closet, bloom and putting out leaves